Darcy Saga 01 Mr. & Mrs. Fitzwilliam Darcy by Sharon Lathan

Author:Sharon Lathan [Sharon Lathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Shortlist, Jane Austen Fan Lit
Publisher: Sourcebooks Landmark
Published: 2007-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

Lizzy sat at her vanity, Marguerite having been dismissed, absently brushing her hair as she smilingly recalled the evening's events. There seemed no doubt all had enjoyed themselves, and therefore the night could only be credited as a resounding success.

Lost in her reverie, Elizabeth did not notice her spouse's entrance until he gently took the brush from her hand and assumed the task. She smiled brightly at his reflection in the mirror. He loved to brush her hair, so his usurping was rapidly becoming a sort of ritual. Lizzy closed her eyes and sighed with contentment.

"It was a successful evening, wouldn't you agree, William?"

"Unquestionably. Our guests were well fed and marvelously entertained. I harbored no doubts whatsoever that the Mistress of Pemberley would triumph admirably."

"Thank you, love, however, I deem that a greater portion of the acclamation should go to Mrs. Reynolds and the rest of Pemberley's outstanding staff. And no small amount of praise to you, dear husband."

"I? Elizabeth, I did nothing but attend and partake."

"Nonsense. You were a gracious host and stunned us all by your performance on the violin." She looked at him then via the mirror with a playful lift of her lips. "You misrepresented the truth, dear husband. With only one brandy consumed you dazzled us with your skill. I was amazed and delighted, despite your previous assertions to the contrary!"

Darcy blushed and remained silent. Lizzy's smile broadened. "So tell me about the one time at Cambridge and what influences were necessary."

Darcy winced and then briskly put down the brush, patted his wife's shoulder, and seriously pronounced it was time for bed, becoming all 'Master of Pemberley' as Lizzy called it, as he strode solemnly from the room. Lizzy laughed gaily and chased him, cornering him by the fire. He valiantly attempted to dissuade her, but between tickling and pretend pouting, she finally forced him to capitulate and sink onto the edge of the bed.

Passing a hand over his face, he mumbled, "Perhaps when I am in my dotage, I will live this down." He glared at his grinning wife, "You really want to hear this?" She nodded and he groaned.

"During my years at University, there were only three times I... overly indulged, shall we say. The last was one month prior to the end of my stay. Some thirty of the lads threw a farewell party of sorts for me, Lathrop, and a few other gents who were finishing as well. Sometime toward the wee hours of the morning, when we were all far into our cups, someone, I do not know whom, which is just as well as I probably later would have murdered him, brilliantly decided that music was in order. Instruments of all sorts materialized from Lord knows where. I think I was the only one present at the time who had some musical talent, although it aided me naught in the state I was in."

He paused and groaned again, putting his face in his hands. "We thought we were marvelous and played for hours, so the story goes.

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